New Rome will be destroyedBy the attacks of new vandals.God always remains silent.

Long ago an uncalled rain fell and a called-upon God stayed equally distant.

Although personal calling I sense,Who am I? Even if I am, I don't know.

He tries to find the exit from himself but there is no door.

To the knights of faith nobody believes.

Senses empower limitations, senses expand vision within borders, senses promote understanding through pleasure.